It's been more than a month since I came to live here.

Leaving tomorrow.

This is where my ex-girlfriend stayed.

The day after I arrived, I started hiking half the city.

The thick socks I just bought, which were worn out.

I wanted to find a touch of her, to find the place in the video she had sent me.

In the end, I didn't find it.

But I believe that I have walked the path she has walked.

I just don't know where she is now.

I live here, separated by a mountain from where she once was.

Leaning against the window, she seemed to be on the other side of the mountain.

Every afternoon before dinner, I would go for a run in the nearby college playground, rain or shine.

Eat the food in the canteen, eat the dishes of the village, alone, lonely.

I'm going to leave tomorrow, and tonight I coded the words, and I couldn't help crying.

I can't get it back, I can't do anything.

I'm leaving.

I don't even know if she's still here, if she's already gone south, and I'm still here.

The flowers of Shandandan bloom and fall, over and over again.

What have I encountered in my life, and why is this happening?

"The Superstar is Coming" I'm on the road and I'm hitting it with my hand, please wait a moment,

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